I Regressed to My Ruined Family

I Regressed To My Ruined Family Chapter 289

＃After returning, the family was ruined (290)

‘…It’s definitely different.’

After concluding the reconciliation through the Duke’s mediation, Ysera would occasionally summon Lorotia.

This was because the fastest way for a spiritist to grow was to act together with the spirits.

As the summons were maintained and the spirits stayed together for a long time, the bond between the spiritist and the spirit deepened, and the level of communication they could share also deepened.

Although they didn’t like each other very much, since they both had their own goals, cooperation was inevitable.

Even so, Ysera did not give Lorotia complete trust.

It’s natural.

Wasn’t there already a precedent for having one’s body taken away? Even if the duke personally arranged it and received a promise that such a thing would not happen again in the future, the shattered trust could not be rekindled overnight.

Naturally, the scope of cooperation had to be very limited.

For example, while maintaining a descending state, he continues to be wary of the monarch and refuses to hand over any control of his body to Lorotia, or is extremely wary of his thoughts being read.

As the spirit and spirit did not trust each other, the speed at which their communication power increased was very slow.

In terms of advancing skills, the pace was also stagnant.

This was a clear fact even when we recall the last time the worshipers invaded the duchy.

After the advent, the monarch’s special weapon was summoned, but the battle that Ysera fought was no different from a mere battle.

The only thing I could do was remember the very basic whipping techniques through a close connection, and then swing the weapon at random.

If we had actively cooperated with Lorotia, we would have been able to create a much more efficient battle structure rather than simply using force. It was a fact that even Isera knew. The only problem was that I didn’t want to do it.

When he thought about it, he had never once witnessed Lorotia’s true power.

When his body was taken away, he was helplessly bound by a thread of magic, losing his will. At that time, I was not in a situation where I could intuitively see the battle.

When I came to my senses, I was busy fighting for control of my body with her.

Afterwards, he tried to descend several times, but as he always took control of his body, he had no choice but to use the method he was used to in dealing with the monarch’s power.

Of course, there was no way that its original power would be revealed. Isera had never even held the reins of a horse, let alone held a whip, in her entire life. Of course, there was no way he could properly handle the monarch’s weapons.

What she did was a trick.

However, Ysera did not realize that fact. They were simply overcome by a sense of omnipotence as they accepted the monarch, and were intoxicated by its overwhelming power.

However, from the moment I started observing from a third party perspective.

She was beginning to realize how ineffectively she had been fighting the battle. The same was true of the technique involved in whipping.

Unlike herself, who simply blazed and swept the surroundings with only force, Lorotia was pursuing extreme efficiency while maintaining a noble stance in every detail.

An attack method that cleverly captures the rotational force from the arm to the wrist, requiring much less force but extremely increasing destructive power. The difference was not simply in the proficiency in handling weapons. Even Lorotia’s ability to manipulate fire mana was several times more overwhelming.

While he could only extract 2 power with 1 mana at best, Lorotia was extracting 5 times more power than that.

The difference in operational power was so great that it was hopeless.

Lorotia continues to engage in close combat without losing an inch to the duke’s swordsmanship.

In a situation where my body is being controlled by something other than myself. Suddenly, I thought it was beautiful.

Rather, perhaps he is occupying a position he is not suited for because of ugly jealousy.

‘….’

Maybe in the first place.

Maybe he should have just disappeared with his body taken away.

If Lorotia had helped the duke instead of him, he would have been able to move much more easily than he does now.

All sorts of thoughts were running through my head.

It also affected Lorotia as she moved her body.

She, who had been swinging her whip diligently, took a step back.

[This idiot… Ah! Wait a minute.]

Ethan nodded.

A little while ago, Lorotia’s movements were extremely creaky. There was definitely a problem between the spiritist and the spirit.

[Sigh…]

Soon after, Lorotia kicked the floor violently and crumpled her face.

[Hey summoner. Are you going to keep doing this?]

―….

[When was the last time you confronted each other harshly and now you’re acting like a slouch? Don’t you know that if you do this, problems will arise in Kangrim?]

Ysera remained frustratingly silent. In the end, it was Lorotia who was upset.

[Ah! I’m going to release Duke Kangrim, so talk to him. Because we can’t spar in this condition.]

“Of course.”

-No wait…

Ysera was shocked.

She was also aware of how ugly it was to think like this and not be able to hide her sense of shame.

This was the same situation as suddenly showing a bare face without makeup. This also applies to someone who is desperately longing for unrequited love.

But before she could stop him, the monarch was leaving her body in an instant. A dizzying sense of helplessness swept over my entire body. It was a very rude action.

“Isera.”

“….”

He lowered his head. I ended up causing trouble to the duke again. I didn’t have the confidence to face him directly.

“Is there any problem?”

“That…”

“I guess it exists.”

It was an instant before I understood Sera Lee’s concerns. This was not the first time he had shown this attitude. It was like that even before I signed with Lorotia.

“I think I know how you feel. “Are you feeling ashamed that it would have been better if the monarch had controlled your body?”

“….”

“I’m sure I’ve said this before, but I don’t like it.”

“…sorry.”

“Do you think I brought this up because I wanted you to apologize?”

Probably not.

Ysera immediately shook her head.

I already knew what the duke wanted.

Because there was something I heard once when my body was taken away. Having confidence in yourself. However, the problem was that it was not easy.

“Do you really think it would have helped me if the monarch took over your body and moved around?”

“…that is.”

“I think not. If I can only receive help by sacrificing a colleague who is not even a stranger, I would rather not receive it. That’s my nature. I have lived that way so far and I will continue to live that way in the future. “That is why I have been training tirelessly to carry out my will.”

I hadn’t lived for a long time, but I knew one thing for sure. Justice without power is not accepted. It was a cruel, yet fact that could not be clearer.

“If you feel so ashamed, I will personally apologize. Don’t even think of things like that. “In the end, it’s just a meaningless assumption that will help neither you nor me.”

“…yes.”

This is the duke’s name. I had to accept it. Because I was hoping he would.

“And you know that too. It may be more helpful at first, but it becomes less effective as time goes by. “Isn’t that right?”

Ethan asked while looking at Lorotia. The monarch, who was silent for a moment, nodded.

[Well, it would be less efficient than cooperating with this guy.]

A method of binding the spiritist’s soul and stealing ownership of the body.

There was one problem with this method. No matter how much the soul is sealed, the owner of the body is ultimately Sera Lee herself. Although it could be controlled to a certain extent, it was impossible to achieve maximum efficiency.

How can one achieve maximum efficiency if the body itself is not one’s own? It’s just that it’s controlled by a monarch-level entity, creating an optical illusion that makes it look better than the spiritist himself right now.

Lorothia readily acknowledged that fact. In the end, the only way for spirits and spirit masters to show their strongest power was to increase their communication with each other and cooperate at the best level.

“….”

That was a fact that even Isera knew. However, I continued to feel anxious because I couldn’t tell when the cooperation skills would be at their best. Because the situation was becoming more urgent day by day.

“You don’t have to worry about that. Even if I fight the demon dragon and lose, it will ultimately be because of my shortcomings, not your lack of skills.”

Ethan answered immediately as if he had read her mind. This was sincere. Although others may be able to help in battle, it is one’s own skills that ultimately determine the outcome.

Blaming others for that was in itself unseemly.

“What you need to think about is how you can cooperate more deeply with the monarch. “I won’t be able to take your body now anyway.”

[…Che, that’s right. Because we made an oath.]

Lorotia admitted obediently. After talking with the Duke who had visited the Land of Fire in person, the future of the Fire Spirits was ultimately placed on him. Now he was the only hope for the fire spirits. If you face an absurd death, the fire spirits will not be able to avoid extinction.

In the end, you have to do your best to help the Duke. To do that, Ysera’s heart had to be opened. Without her as a conduit, there was no way for him to descend on Inse for a long time.

In that sense, Lee Sera was an extremely valuable human resource. Wasn’t he a spiritist who could summon a monarch? I doubted whether I would be able to find another fire spiritist like this even if I searched the entire western continent.

It was to the point where I couldn’t understand why a spiritist with such skills had become such a jerk.

‘…what.’

In fact, saying that I couldn’t understand was a lie. Because there was a history of digging into her concerns like a sharp awl and stealing her body.

Lorotia, with her arms crossed, looked at Ethan and spoke bluntly.

[The duke was wrong. Are you human?]

“…What?”

[Isn’t this guy so self-destructive because the pace of development there is so fast? Because no matter what I do, I feel like I can’t keep up with it.]

Is it because I received some part of Lee Sera’s feelings? I don’t know why, but my mouth was moving spontaneously.

[Even when we fight all the time, he goes alone and destroys everything. He’s always watching from afar. Would she have shrunk like this if she had been allowed to participate in the battle in the first place?]

In the end, the Duke was clearly responsible for Ysera showing such a shriveled appearance. Isn’t the problem that he is too good for a human being?

But that stupid spiritist would never say something like this. In the end, the only one who could represent the spirit master’s feelings was himself.

Lorotia, seeing Ethan, continued speaking.

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